[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]I'm grindin', I'm grindin', I'm grindin' I promiseI fuck her until I get tired, retired and then I come out retirementMy girl like it rough she said “find me a diamond” about to be grindin'Lord we be on every kind of narcotic, that make us believe when we lyin', we honestI love you (we honest, I love you)Pick, Michael Jackson to Jordan to Tyson to MyersToo much dirty money when the colors are washing the whites in the dryer my niggaIt ain't rocket science just rockets I sleep in pussy not pajamas, grindin'I got this shit down to a science, I turn in my project A minusWhew, I ain't crazy, I'm krazy and all of my niggas chaoticDressed in all black like they gothic, music too loud to hear sirensWe pop, pop, pop where you stay, knock, knock, knock, anyone home?Pop, pop, pop, pop then we outtie, I need a bitch like NaomiTo take off her clothes like Leilani for niggas that's grindin'

[Hook: Lil Wayne]Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shitI'm grindin' for all my shitYeah, I'm grindin' for all my shitI'm grindin' for all my shitPut time into all this shit(Perfect timing with all my shit)I'm grindin' for all my shitI'm grindin' for all my shit(I think I got it bitch)I'm grindin' for all my shitI'm grindin' for all my shit

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]The feds be spying on all of us niggaThese hoes be lying to all of us niggaI got news for the monogamous niggasYo bitch fucking anonymous niggasI done seen it all my niggaCause these hoes seeing all of my niggasCause what's the hottest shit on these cornersThat's me and all my niggasGrind for all this shit, I ain't ever fall for that bitchCause picking up the feather from a lovebird is like a medicine ball to that bitchWe will bring Gucci bag in this bitch and you know its stacks in that bitchThese niggas walk around with they chests out like Janet Jackson and shitI'm sweatin' grindin' this bitch, I need a shrine in this bitchFuck double O seven, I work twenty-four seven, ain't got time to bond with no bitchHeard Jay-Z got a new Cognac, where to find that shitThe weed sticky, grind that shit, where I got it from? Nevermind that shit

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[Verse 3: Drake]I got a new vision for all my shit, I don't know what to call that shitI know, I'm selling all of my cars, I'm selling all of my watches, I'm selling diamonds and all of that shitRealized I don't need that shit, I'm a different breed with this shitI'm tryna turn M's to B's in this shit and I ain't ever pay to be with no bitchI, I, I want that Brigitte Bardot hanging over my bed, fifty mill in one roomYou could ask anyone out here, who running the game, and they'll tell you the truthMan, oh look, they fuck with me now, I think they're hearin' me nowSomeone said “nigga they takin' you seriously now"I'm like "I think they might just be scared of me now"But it's all good, niggas wrong every day, niggas wrong every dayGoin' to la where I'm tryna get high and do a song every daySafe, we ain't ever have to play it safeI would rather stack it up and put it in a safeThen peek inside the safe and see I'm runnin' out of spaceMothafucka that's grindin'

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[Outro: Lil Wayne]Grindin', grindin'Perfect timingGrindin', grindin'Grindin', grindin'I would rather step it up and put it in the safe then peek inside the safe and say I'm running out of space, believe thatSchool find another oo-wopTell them niggas cool downCause it can be a mohafucking shoot-outKidnap a nigga beat the truth outMoms pick the suit outTop floor, window he get threw outDuke outPussy bitches, douche outFlying out the crew outThey flew out invite them to my new house, my new houseI'm fucking every night up in my new houseCause bitch I worked too hard for this new houseGrindin'I'm fucking every night up in my new houseCause bitch I worked too hard for this new houseGrindin'I'm fucking every night up in my new houseCause bitch I worked too hard for this new houseI'm grindin'